Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 112 She's Alana

When Sean received the files from Cameron at six in the morning, he wasted no time over the past two days gathering all the information he could. He opened the picture he had taken of Abigail's notebook and When he came across the same stork design, Sean placed his phone on the draft and examined it closely. The shading used by Abigail on the stork was strikingly similar to Alana's style. He knew

that shading was a critical aspect of an artist's talent, and no matter how gifted Abigail was, she couldn't replicate the essence of Alana's art in such a short time.

He concentrated tirelessly, searching for similarities between Alana's and Abigail's designs. As time

ticked by, he held up the final design. He scrutinized it to compare it to the ones in Abigail's

notebook.

The design had an unmistakable smudge and was adorned with intricate rose designs. He recalled taking a picture of a rose drawing in Abigail's notebook the previous night, and it bore the same shading technique as the final draft. Even though the final design had transformed the roses into a

3D representation, the core design remained unchanged.

Sean couldn't tear his eyes away from the draft. He overlapped them all, and then, clutching his phone tightly, he got up.

followed Sean, expecting him to seek out Abigail. However, Sean headed for

instead. Just as they reached the elevator, they ran into Joan, who came

elevator.

hesitated momentarily when she noticed the stack of drafts he held. "Where are you going, Sean? The show starts today, and I'm feeling nervous. Can we chat for a bit?" She glanced at the

darkened.

pressed a button on the elevator panel. "I'm short on time, Joan. You have a busy schedule, too. Head to the dressing room."

could

say anything.

role to play. So, he prevented her from entering the elevator with Sean. "Miss

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impending failure of the show, but their planned. drama with Nina had not

nervous."

Cameron said, "It's alright."

eight, and the backstage area was bustling with activity. The crew members were inspecting the

remainder were busy

stepped out, Scan, who

ironed my suit, Sean.

glared at him coldly and then got straight to the point. "You've hidden